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... course was vermicelli, which we sprinkled with cinnamon, powdered sugar and chopped peanuts. We mixed it up and ate. Yum. Next we had the best tagine of the trip. It was made with a mix of 32 different spices which we will definitely buy. Then he said the show was going to begin. He took Ed out of the room and he came back with Ed in a turban and local dress. Soon it was Ron's turn. We watched as Alli put the turban on Ron Then Terry, Pam and I were taken out ...
... It had massive high cliffs on either side and a small river running through. It was stunning! There were merchants selling scarves and jewellery as usual and always trying to get you to buy something. There was even a man with his donkey offering donkey rides for money. They will do anything to make money which must be so hard for them. After lunch we carried on along narrow, gravel roads until we reached our next stop which was a little town called ...
... black line under my eye... Me praying the whole time it wasn't henna (for thise of you that done know, henna lasts months). We also weren't sure if this meant I was marrying the village goat herder because it seemed a big deal. Peters Berber doesn't go much past "please", "thank you" and "cheese". In all seriousness though, it was a huge honor to be invited to a feast of food where these people seem to have nothing (except cell phones, everyone on the planet has cell ...
... rough… my impression in those places is that folks don’t have a whole lot of extra food to share.
“And how do you feel about teaching here in Telmin?” I ask.
“Oh, it’s great here… there’s regular transportation to the city—not like it used to be… there’s this café here where we can come watch football games… life is cheap…Even though I could apply for a transfer, ...
... thing to give pens to children instead of money or candy, so this is what they expect whenever they see a white face.
I’m not quite sure how to interpret this. Is tourism turning all these children into beggars, instilling in them the idea “we are poor and miserable, and we must ask for free handouts from the rich white people who pass through”? Or is this just a fun thing for kids to do—you know, like trick or treating ...